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sydsaint · 1 year

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Summary: The reader finds herself being pursued by an aggressive Trick and Carmelo. But thankfully for her. Julius Creed drinks his respect women juice.

It's a crisp Tuesday night in Florida where NXT is taping its latest episode. You're sat backstage waiting for your match against Indi Hartwell, looking at your phone while you wait.

"Y/N, damn girl, I am loving the new ring gear." Carmelo Hayes interrupts your peaceful scrolling with Trick at his side.

"Melo." You glance up from your phone screen, a dry expression plastered on your face. "Don't you have anything better to do than hit on me?" You ask him with a raised brow.

Carmelo chuckles at your dry response. He's always loved that you never hesitate to speak your mind. "Nope. I am all yours tonight, gorgeous." He grins at you. "So why don't you go ahead and swing by the locker room later, huh? I promise that the Trick and Melo experience is unforgettable, baby."

You roll your eyes and set your phone aside so the playboy and his buddy have your full attention. But before you can chew Melo out and tell him to hit the road, Julius and Brutus Creed come around the corner.

"Hey! Get lost, idiots." Julius shouts at Melo as he stomps over to your side.

"Yeah!" Brutus adds from his brother's side. "Leave Y/N, alone!" He barks at Trick.

Carmelo laughs as Julius walks up to him and gets in his face. "What's it to you losers who shorty is hanging with?" He stares Julius down. "Last time I checked you ain't her damn boyfriend, Creed."

"It doesn't matter," Julius replies firmly. "Girlfriend or no girlfriend, you should still show the lady some respect when you talk to her." He snaps at Carmelo.

Melo chuckles again and pushes his way past Julius. "Whatever man." He scoffs. "Y/N, I'll be seeing you around, baby." He glances back at you with a wink before he and Trick walk off.

Julius turns and watches Carmelo and Trick saunter away before he turns back to you with a sympathetic smile.

"Hey, sorry about that, Y/N." He scratches the back of his neck. "I can't believe that you let him talk to you like that." He shakes his head.

"Well, I was going to chew him out." You giggle. "But you kind of beat me to it." You remind him. "Thank you, by the way. That was sweet of you."

"Aw, it was nothing," Julius replies sheepishly. "You might not be in Diamond Mine anymore, but you're still cool with us."

You nod with a small smile, a pang of guilt hitting you at the mention of your brother's impromptu faction.

"Yeah, how is Roddy, by the way?" You ask Julius curiously.

"He's alright." Julius shrugs. "You know how he is."

You nod again, the awkwardness in the room starting to grow by the second. "Well, I better get out to the ring." You cough. "Thanks again, Julius. And you too, Brutus. Take care, guys." You offer the brothers a small wave before you retreat to the ring.

When Roderick first told you that he was building his own faction after Undisputed Era's breakup, you resented him for it. How could your brother just move on from Undisputed Era like that? With seemingly no remorse or regret?

You eventually did forgive Roderick for moving on so quickly. He is your brother after all. But you declined when he asked you to join Diamond Mine. You still work out and see them once in a while. But you're on your own when it comes to working.

You get your match against Indi over pretty quickly and head backstage again. You head up the ramp and reach for the curtain when Carmelo steps out from behind it. Trick steps out behind him and both of them grin at you with sinister smiles.

"Y/N, funny running into you again, baby." Carmelo chuckles and herds you back down the ramp.

"Really, Carmelo?" You scoff as you walk backward. "I knew that you and Trick trolled for hot chicks all the time. But this is ridiculous."

Carmelo chuckles and herds you back down to the ring. "What can I say?" He shrugs. "The A champion always gets what he wants."

You get herded into the ring and start weighing your options for escape. Outsmarting and getting away from one of them would be a breeze. But there are two of them, so things are a bit more complicated.

You weigh whether or not you could make it past Trick and get to the commentary table before one of them grabbed you. You know that Vic and Wade will be nice enough to shield you. Or at least Vic would be kind enough to buy you some time.

Just when all seems lost, you spot movement at the top of the ramp. "Oh, thank god." You sigh in relief when Julius and Brutus come sprinting down the ramp with Roderick.

Roderick and Brutus take care of Trick and Carmelo while Julius gets you out of the ring and back up the ramp. He ushers you backstage before he finally lets your arm go.

"Whew, that was a close one." You joke to hide your initial fear.

"Are you alright, Y/N?" Julius asks you. "Man, those two just don't know when to quit do they?" He shakes his head.

You nod in agreement as Roderick and Brutus come through the curtain. "Y/N, you okay? How come you didn't tell me that Melo and Trick were bothering you? I had to hear about it from Julius." He asks you.

"You told my brother?" You turn to Julius.

"Yeah...I'm sorry, Y/N." Julius nods sheepishly. "But after earlier tonight, I was worried about you." He admits. "I know how sneaky Trick and Carmelo can be."

You let out a small sigh and shake your head. "No, it's okay." You assure him. "Thank you for being worried about me, Julius."

You step forward and hug Julius as tight as you can. He smiles at himself and hugs you back. "So does this mean that you'll join Diamond Mine finally?" He asks you. "Just so I can make sure Trick and Melo leave you alone for good?" He asks you.

"Yeah, I'd like that." You giggle. "I guess you can count me in after Afterall, Roddy." You flash your brother a smile.

"Mhm, whatever gets Julius to stop fawning over you." Roderick replies, "Good to have you back, sis."

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luvksj · 2 years

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Yandere!Undisputed Era: Bittersweet Reunion

author’s note: this is part two so please read part one. anyway, i’m sorry for taking a really long time to upload this part. i didn’t have any creative juices flowing so i struggled writing something but here in NZ, nearly 1AM, i decided to write whatever i thought of and came up with this!

i allowed my fingers to type away and it transformed into this which... ngl, i’m pretty proud of and i have to thank you all for being so patient with me and my creative blocks, the sappy quotes i read on pinterest and the music i listened to while writing this.

anyways, please enjoy and hope you’re all keeping safe! this is part two, please read part one before reading this~!

pov: you escaped despite using drastic measures but… that doesn’t mean it’ll last forever.

warning: this story contains strong use of violence and cursing. if you feel uncomfortable with themes of stalkers/stalking, violence, obsession, yandere aus, manipulation, torture etc or mentions of blood, killing, death, torture, kidnapping, suicide or anything similar please DO NOT read this story!

this story does NOT depict the true personas/characteristics of Adam Cole, Kyle O’Reilly, Roderick Strong and Bobby Fish. this story is 100% a work of fiction and any similarities discovered is a PURE COINCIDENCE. this story is meant for entertainment purposes only. if you feel unsure about anything written in this story, please PM me.

Previously...

The locker room was clear… maybe you were really hallucinating. You sighed, relieved but that feeling diminished when a taunting voice interrupted your thoughts.

“Hello Y/N, sweetheart.”

Now Continuing...

Your body froze. It couldn’t be... that’s impossible, right?! RIGHT?!?

Doing a slow pivot, you were face-to-face with “your fans”. But, you knew it was them under all that merch - you’d recognized those devious grins anywhere. Those cheshire cat grins, brainstorming all the torture they’d inflict on you for 10 years worth of lies. Eyes raking in the body they all desperately missed.

“Hello Y/N, long time no see huh?” Kyle says, approaching me. You refused to let them intimidate you and repressed the tears, taking deep breaths to calm yourself down before glaring back with cold eyes.

You spent your whole life afraid of them, allowing them to use their power to torment you. Well, not anymore.

Kyle caressed your cheek, savoring the feeling he missed. You clenched your fist, fighting back a reaction. No! You weren’t going to give them the satisfaction. Your reaction did surprise them but it only amused them even more - they were going to break you. Like they usually did.

His hand trailed down your face to your chest, admiring how your top hugged your breast - keeping them secure while also emphasizing them. Knowing how special Wrestlemania was, you got this outfit custom-made and it was different from what you’ve ever worn.

“Ten years...” Kyle muses. “Ten years of us believing you died. Ten years of us mourning over you. Ten years, Y/N. Ten fucking years.” he says, holding back his anger as tears glossed his eyes.

Awww, did they suffer? How terrible.

You couldn’t help but relish in their pain. Watching them talk about how much they suffered during these ten years - that’s right you fuckers, it doesn’t feel nice. “But...” Roderick says and without knowing, your breath hitched. The question which you’ve desperately craved an answer for was finally going to be answered.

How did they find out?

A million possibilities raced through your mind. Did someone snitch? Did they see you on TV by a pure coincidence? Did they force it out of someone? Did they see a post of you on social media? A media article? A billboard advertising a WWE PPV? The UUDD Youtube channel? WHAT?!?

Roderick walks closer, his grin growing wider with every step. “But... imagine our surprise when we saw you in Los Angeles. Out in public.” you freeze, stunned by his words. They ran into you by accident in public and you didn’t even see them?

“Of course, we thought we were hallucinating but Bobby pointed out a distinct detail that immediately identified to us that it was you.” Roderick grabs your wrist and points to the tattoo you got honoring your friendship with them back before you found out about their ‘yandere’ side.

You immediately curse your past self. It takes everything to not give them a reaction - gritting your teeth and clenching your fist so hard they turn white. They could tell that you were trying so hard to not break and it amused them. You were always a stubborn one - a little firecracker, which they enjoyed.

“That’s when we decided to do some investigating... to confirm this theory. So... we ‘interviewed’ some people and gathered data.” Bobby reveals a file, brimming with the so-called data. Inside it contained everything from ten years ago... some data going back even further.

The data gathered showed your well-thought-out plan. Every detail was covered. Every possible situation had back-up plans of back-up plans. It amused them how much work you put into this. You were always a smart one, thinking before doing something. That mixed with your firecracker personality made you interesting... different from others.

“And that’s how we found out. How we found out you lied to us. Used our biggest fear against us.” he states, gripping the file so hard it was scrunching in his hand. You could only imagine how they felt during that discovery. The anger, hurt, sadness and probable joy they felt.

You couldn’t believe it. They were playing the victim as if they never did these things to you. Like they didn’t create scars you’d never heal from. The reason you couldn’t trust men anymore or be left alone. The reason you’re still experiencing trauma despite receiving help. The sole reason your life was complete hell for over ten years.

Adam shakes his head, “So... with some help, we found out your schedule and made plans accordingly. Of course, you were smart enough to have us banned from all WWE events so we had to be careful.” he says, gesturing to the disguises they donned.

He steps forward, gripping your face and harshly squishing your cheeks. “We found you. All this work you put into avoiding us may have worked temporarily but in the end, you were the one who screwed yourself over.” he grins mockingly.

“You have no one to blame but yourself, sweetheart.” he declares.

You wanted to cry because no matter how much you wanted to deny it... he was right. If you never got that tattoo, you would have never been caught. If you never went out because you were bored and stayed inside your hotel room, playing video games on your Switch, they would have never spotted you.

And you would still be a free woman. And your match at Wrestlemania would have gone much better.

Using your strength, you pushed them back. “You act like you’re the victims. Like you haven’t been the sole reason I hated my life. Like you weren’t the ones who created scars I will never heal from - no matter how much therapy I receive. The trauma I’ll never recover from, the nightmares I have and the reason I have severe trust issues.” you exploded.

Over ten years of pent-up anger finally being released. “You are the reason I lost my self-confidence. The affirmation I am pretty and worthy - destroyed and irreparable. I lost everything because of you and your greedy desires. You will forever haunt my life and the worst thing is.... there’s nothing I can do about it. So yeah! Watching you suffer like I did feels fan-fucking-tastic! Hearing you be in pain is music to my damn ears! The tears that roll down your faces as you think about the pain gives me satisfaction. I’m happy I’m the cause of your pain because now you know what it feels like to feel so low... you don’t even want to be alive. So, I hope you enjoy it cause it ain’t ending anytime soon!”

The words fall from your mouth. You don’t even register half the things you’ve spewed out. It’s only till Roderick throws you against the wall, eyes full of rage and their grip on you dangerously tight - do you come back to reality. They look ready to torture so bad... you might just die for real.

“Looks like someone needs to be taught who’s boss, isn’t that right boys?” Kyle says, earning hums from the others. I squeeze my eyes shut, fighting back the tears ready to betray me. Mustering up all my energy and strength, I knee Roderick hard in his area and he lets go, nursing his pain.

I wasn’t going to be their toy anymore. For too long have I let them use their power and strength to intimidate me... not today, not ever. I will fight my way out of this - even if it kills me. I will go down kicking and screaming.

“I already know who’s boss,” I say, panting and trying to recapture my breath. They look stunned by my act of defiance - usually, I’d surrender right then and there... but I’ve changed. I’m not the same person I was ten years ago. Despite the pain, I’ve become stronger and feistier.

This firecracker’s now a firework, ready to go off.

Picking up a nearby makeshift weapon (your belt), you grip it tightly and get into a fighting stance - ready to defend yourself. “And it’s me. I’m the boss of myself. Not you. I control my life, not you. You will no longer be someone who thinks they can control me. Not anymore. This is my life and I will fight for it - even if I die. I will no longer be intimidated by you. I will no longer allow you to dictate my life. You are no more than someone who deserves to rot in hell. And trust me when I say, I might even take you there myself so bring it on.” you declare, eyes full of determination.

This reaction makes them laugh, unable to fathom this new sense of bravery. But once you whiplashed Kyle using your belt, hitting him multiple times until he was bleeding, did they realize how serious you were. Blocking an incoming attack from Bobby, you kick his abdomen and punch his face, sending him stumbling into some trash bins.

Roderick landed a hit on your stomach making you stumble. You stunned him by slapping his face using your belt buckle which left a cut and pushed him into the corner with Bobby - continuously whiplashing them both until their faces were covered in cuts.

Adam tried a sneak attack but you dodged it. Standing on the bench, you launch yourself at him and perfectly execute a Panama Sunrise, leaving him withering on the floor. Using your belt, you locked Kyle in a chokehold - choking him with your belt.

Bobby tried attacking from behind but missed and instead hit Adam. You took this opportunity to sweep him from under and wrapped the belt around his jaw - locking him in a chokehold with Kyle. Once they had passed out, you set your sights on Roderick who was recovering and you grab him, suplexing him onto Adam.

Sure, they had landed some hits on you but you dominated this battle. Panting, you survey the damage and grin, wiping the blood coming from your lip before gathering your belongings.

“And that... undisputed,” you whispered to their unconscious selves before leaving - calling security to escort these intruders out. You know that they’d be back for revenge and you were ready for them.

The bruises which marked your hands didn’t make you whimper but made you happy - knowing you stood up for yourself and came out as the victor. Revving the car engine, you peel away and drive back to the hotel with newfound strength and pride.

You weren’t going to be their bitch anymore. You weren’t going to let them control you anymore. You were going to fight for your rights and fight for your freedom.

You were doing this for everyone that helped you but most importantly, you were doing this for your past self that never thought she’d get out of that nightmare. Believing she’d be trapped in the clutches of actual demons forever.

With a teary smile, you realized that during these years apart that you’ve grown into someone you can finally be proud of. Someone who you could only dream about becoming all those years ago - someone that they’d laugh at, taunting and mocking you - firmly believing you’d never become that.

Well, guess what, revenge is sweet. It’s pretty darn sweet.

“her revenge wasn’t loud, petty or nasty. her revenge was silent because growth cannot be heard so keep watering yourself, you’re growing.